The Network Comm for FluxScape.

Well, this place definitely has character, doesn't it?

[ There is no attempting to hide the disdain dripping from the pretty blonde's words as she keeps the camera trained on her, looking less than impressed as she glances down at the packet of information and the box of cookies that had been given to her. ]

Honestly, when I find out who brought me here...

[ Okay, maybe she shouldn't talk about rampage and killing just yet which is some serious growing for Rebekah Mikaelson. Not that it's hard to guess there had been a threat ready to follow the statement but she stops herself, draws in a breath through her nose, and then sighs with a tight smile. ]

I guess it doesn't need to be said what I will do because I cannot be here right now. If I don't get back home and soon, very bad things will start to happen.

[ She doesn't specify whether she means bad things will happen back at home or here. Maybe both. ]

But until then, could someone please tell me what the bloody hell I'm supposed to do right now? Also, if you recognize the name Mikaelson, do speak up. If you know the name Niklaus, well...I'm sorry but do point me in his direction if he is here. Or anyone else with the last name, thank you.